Happy Birthday KIM!

How did I get so lucky?

My beautiful bride, Kim, has known me about half of her life.  I've known her almost half of mine.  I am continually reminded how blessed I am that we found each other, that she found me funny enough to talk to that first day, and that she said yes to marrying me.  She is definitely more than I deserve.



Story time?

Kim is a phenomenal mother, heightened by the fact that they have her double-teamed virtually every weekday morning. Each of our boys has their quirks, as all children do, and they are completely disparate in their habits, mannerisms and personalities.  The gentle suggestion that nudges our youngest to help set the dinner table may fall to cotton-filled ears on our eldest.  And the hint of a new activity that thrills the latter is met with fearful eyes by the former.

Awww!

Kim is a loving daughter, sister and friend.  If she has suggested meeting for coffee, an outing or exercise, that is an appointment which must be kept, and other activities will be scheduled around it.

Even looking outside our house... surrounded by stinky boys.

She has endured all manner of sporting events, with associated highs and lows, as a spectator (Chiefs, Sonics, etc), participant (bowling, swimming), and interested bystander (March bracket craziness) that come from being surrounded by boys.

I can't express how valuable she is to us.  She is special.  She is loved.  And she is one day older than she was yesterday.

YES WE DO!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!